I have a promise with the beauty

At the beginning, no one would try to snatch the godhead, because the combined number of both sides exceeds 10 million. As the leader, he would restrain his subordinates to calm down. Whoever moves first will be the target of public criticism, but Yang Qingshan is seeing

When the main godhead was the first to shine, he used his understanding of the laws of space to travel through time in an instant, as if he were a pebble hitting the water.

Yang Qingshan moved first, but no one followed. Almost everyone was waiting and watching at the same time. Even ancient beings like angels were waiting and watching. She didn't know what would happen after the end of eternal life.

But Yang Qingshan took the initiative and allowed everyone to see something.

The flashing light in the space soon stopped. After a few squats, Yang Qingshan appeared in front of the tomb that had recently picked up everyone. A fire attribute godhead was right in front of his eyes, but Yang Qingshan could not go any further, and his body shape also changed.

Something hit him hard in the air, causing Yang Qingshan's feet to sink deeply into the ground, leaving only his waist up to the ground.

Yang Qingshan was very embarrassed. He already had an identity and status. Listening to the laughter of the girls behind him, Yang Qingshan knew that he was too embarrassed to meet people. However, Yang Qingshan didn't take it to heart because he was facing thousands of people.

He was the only one who could take action against this godhead, but the people behind him saw that they were defeated by a mysterious force, and they were still watching.

Looking back, tens of millions of people were almost blocking out the sky, and those pairs of eyes were staring at him. Yang Qingshan smiled, because he knew that he had won, and if he dared to come out, he would be victorious, especially the eyes of the giant eyes, which were narrow and narrow.

He made a slit to look confident, but he didn't dare to take action and looked at Yang Qingshan.

"Hey." Old man Tianyue appeared on Yang Qingshan's shoulder, and somehow there was an extra bamboo slip in his hand.

"What?" Yang Qingshan asked.

"The oldest notepad of the Tianyue clan." Old Man Tianyue said, "Now it's finally time to take it out and dry it."

"Oh? The Tianyue clan is the oldest clan. At that time, they were known as the servants of God. This bamboo slip of yours must have recorded a lot of things." Yang Qingshan asked curiously.

"Don't worry, there's a lot of gossip in it." Old Man Tianyue smiled evilly, opened the bamboo slips, turned to the last piece and said: "Here..."

"Here..." Yang Qingshan tilted his head and peeked.

"Here..." Old Man Tianyue opened his mouth, and finally stuck out his tongue and said: "Return to the origin and use your own strength to gain new power."

"Origin? What do you mean?" Yang Qingshan said curiously. At this moment, Yang Qingshan suddenly found that his power had become weaker, especially some things that a cultivator should have disappeared, such as flying, teleportation, etc.

The ability to popularize has all disappeared.

Yang Qingshan climbed out of the ground and stretched his legs and feet. Old Man Tianyue on his shoulders was also prepared, and he understood that something big was about to happen here.

Everyone was stunned. They didn’t know why Yang Qingshan didn’t fly. If he flew, he would be able to obtain the godhood faster. But Yang Qingshan seemed to be traveling abroad, walking slowly towards the tombs, passing by each one.

Yang Qingshan ignored the tombs and the various attributes of the gods on the tombs.

"There are no dangers, no traps, and no obstacles. Is this the end? Are these gods being sold at a stall in the market? Why doesn't Yang Qingshan take them? If he doesn't take them, how can he tell if there is any hidden danger?"

Everyone was silently talking in their hearts. Finally, some disobedient people couldn't help it anymore and carefully walked out of the crowd. As more and more people walked out of the crowd, the leaders could no longer control these confused people.

They were completely conquered by the charm of the godhead and rushed out of the crowd one after another.

Most of the tens of millions of people have calmed down. If they can't get it, it's useless for the dead to ask for godhood. So most people saw those who couldn't help but rushed out of the crowd and quickly approached the tombs in the sky.

But just like Yang Qingshan, he was hit to the ground by the mysterious force at the same time, and then he was stupidly at a loss. But when he saw Yang Qingshan slowly continuing to walk in the distance, everyone was stunned, and then Ming came, there is a forbidden air here.

The ban was imposed, so everyone quickly chased after him.

"Forbidden sky? Idiots, be like children here." Yang Qingshan glanced back, listening to their discussion, snatching the godhead, Yang Qingshan could only sneer in his heart, because when losing some power, the godhead would not be able to survive at all.

It cannot be refined, and robbing the godhead is tantamount to announcing one's death sentence.

Yang Qingshan is very calm. Many of his abilities have been lost now. Even if he gets the godhead, there is no way to refine it. It is better to walk here for a while and see what he finds. If everything goes well, it is best to get the godhead of the main god, but in full view of everyone

If you get the Godhead of the Lord, you will be dead.

Yang Qingshan did not take any of the gods. After passing through hundreds of tombs, he came to the tombs of the emperor and Chi You. In front of the tombs of the two main gods, Yang Qingshan finally saw other things besides the tombs. Several bodies

They were kneeling neatly in front of the tomb in a worshiping posture, but all the flesh and blood on their bodies was gone. They were dressed in ancient animal skins, and there were some sacrificial objects scattered around them.

"These are... from your clan." Yang Qingshan said.

"It is true. People of the Tianyue clan were servants of gods back then. It was normal to worship the emperor, but to die like this is extraordinary." Old man Tianyue shook his head and sighed: "Is it worth it?"

"It should be worth it. Your Tianyue clan should be at the height of its power at that time." Yang Qingshan said.

"Tch, what now? With the gods gone, the Tianyue clan was wiped out by the four divine beasts." Old man Tianyue said bitterly, turning to look at the four divine beasts behind him who also rushed into the mausoleum to snatch each other, gnashing their teeth.

"Forget it, it's all over. Besides, we are one of our own now." Yang Qingshan persuaded.

"Hmph, kill them when you get the chance." Old Man Tianyue said unhappily.

Yang Qingshan could only smile bitterly, leaning against a tombstone, smoking a cigarette, and watching the crowd below fight each other. However, there was no one in the main godhead who could rush forward. They were squeezed together by the crowd, and the only one who could rush forward was

It was the giant eyes that came over, and the sky was them. Yang Qingshan didn't take it to heart. He raised his head and looked at the main god who was close at hand. The emperor's was a kind of awe-inspiring power, and what he held was an evil force.

None of them suit Yang Qingshan.

"Don't you want it?" Angel ran over first and asked curiously, staring at Yang Qingshan with his kind eyes.

"No, it's not suitable. If you want it, go get it." Yang Qingshan said nonchalantly.

The angel really raised his head seriously, looked at the two main gods, shook his head and said, "I want Nuwa's godhead."

"Nuwa's? Are there any here?" Yang Qingshan asked tentatively.

"Yes, the gods of the four main gods were here that day. I put them here, but after my resurrection, the memory was gone. What kind of gods do you need?" the angel said.

"It belongs to the Shennong family." Yang Qingshan smiled.

"Then I wish you good luck." The angel reluctantly glanced at the two gods and walked towards the tomb behind.

The angel didn't take the Godhead, and Yang Qingshan naturally didn't take it either. He walked towards the back of the mausoleum from the other direction. After a while, there was a loud sound behind him, and the giant eyes and mermaids also rushed nearby and began to fight for the main god's Godhead, while a large number of cultivators

The warriors and gods and demons also calmed down and helped their leader snatch the Lord Godhead.

Yang Qingshan ignored these. His target was Shennong's tomb, and the number of tombs in front of him gradually decreased, leaving a lot of open space. The divinities floating on some scattered tombs were obviously the divinities of higher gods.

, there are several high-ranking gods who have a feeling that they are about to break through. This is close to the power of the main god's godhead.

Yang Qingshan did not dare to move. After entering the mausoleums, the power here was even more restricted. To put it bluntly, it was like gravity increased. Yang Qingshan had to pay several times more than usual for every step he took. The more he walked,

The greater the effort, the more Yang Qingshan needs to take a few seconds to take a step, using all his strength to resist the pressure of space.

The giant eye and the angel each had a main god's godhead. After they succeeded, they disappeared. After more than 10 million people saw that the main god's godhead was gone, their targets immediately set their sights on the thousands of godheads in the tombs. For a moment, chaos reigned.

Appeared again, but this time the chaos was not determined by each person's cultivation level, but by their original strength. For this point, the cultivators were mainly human beings, who suffered from natural physical disadvantages and were massacred by gods and demons.

, but the immortal cultivators have a lot of various props. Pieces of formation stones fly out, and a little bit of immortal power can activate the power of the formation stones. The peace of the tombs for countless years is finally over.

Listening to the dense explosions behind him and the fighting between the two sides, Yang Qingshan could no longer walk, and the one in front of him was the angel, who was more than a hundred miles away from Yang Qingshan. It was obvious that the powerful cultivation method allowed the angel to cultivate.

She had a strong advantage under the pressure, but although the angel's power was strong, her physique was far inferior to that of Yang Qingshan. When Yang Qingshan saw the angel in front of him finally stopped, Yang Qingshan smiled and walked out again.

There was a harsh friction sound in the air. This was Yang Qingshan's tough body resisting the strong pressure, and the loud noise erupted. The angel watched Yang Qingshan in front of him walking away step by step, thinking that Yang Qingshan was about to be hit by a huge blow.

When the force crushed him, Yang Qingshan suddenly relaxed and rushed out as fast as flying.

"How could this happen?" Angel became confused and asked Yang Qingshan: "How did you do it?"

"Because I don't want godhood. When I had this idea in my mind, the pressure on my body disappeared instantly." Yang Qingshan turned around and smiled, walking faster.

"Impossible!" The angel was angry, and his eyes gradually turned red: "No one can resist the temptation of the Lord God."

Yang Qingshan smiled and continued on his way. He felt the huge change in the angel behind him and knew that the devil had appeared again.